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FIFTY TWO
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Utwór FIFTY TWO został wydany 13 lipca 2026 przez Ady Records jako część albumu UNKNOWN
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AlbumUNKNOWN
Data wydania13 lipca 2026
WytwórniaAdy Records
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM151

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Lee Ady
Chris Lee Ady
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Lee Ady
Chris Lee Ady
Songwriter
Jake junior Coyle
Jake junior Coyle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Lee Ady
Chris Lee Ady
Producer

Tekst Utworu

(Ha... hahahaha...)
Wait, hold on.
Is that a blade? For me?
(Loud, mocking laugh) Oh, you're serious? Wow.
I didn't realize we were doing comedy today. Let's see it then.
You really thought you had the speed? (Ahahaha)
Too quick with the step, now watch you bleed.
You swung so wide, it's a comedy show,
Oops—where'd your little toy go?
Oh look, it's in your neck. (Ha)
What a beautiful, messy wreck.
You're clutching at the steel like it's gonna save you,
But I'm just admiring the contrast it gave you.
Look at your eyes, they're starting to spin,
Where's that tough guy who just walked in?
You brought a knife to a magic trick,
Now the clock is ticking, tick, tick, tick...
Oops, yanked it out! Now don't you faint,
I'm using your chest to do some body paint.
One, two, three... let's count the rest,
Fifty-two windows carved in your chest! (Hahaha!)
Look at you gasping, crying for breath,
I'm literally laughing you straight into death.
(Gasps dramatically) Wait, are you trying to speak?
The volume's too low, your signal is weak.
Is it a prayer, or are you begging for time?
Sorry, sweetheart, you're interrupting my rhyme.
Look at this canvas, the red is so bright,
You're putting up zero percent of a fight.
I'd say I'm sorry for ruining your clothes,
But honestly? That's just how the masterpiece goes.
Step back, admire the view,
A complete makeover, courtesy of you.
You wanted a piece of me? Take a look down!
Who's the one wearing the comedy crown?
(Calm, whispering) Shh... don't spoil the ending.
It's my favorite part.
Oops, yanked it out! Now don't you faint,
I'm using your chest to do some body paint.
One, two, three... let's count the rest,
Fifty-two windows carved in your chest! (Hahaha!)
Look at you gasping, crying for breath,
I'm literally laughing you straight into death.
And poof... I'm gone.
No evidence, no prints, no clues.
Just me, walking away, amused.
Left you behind with a view of the stars...
(Fading maniacal laughter)
Written by: Chris Lee Ady, Jake junior Coyle
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